Chapter 211

At the same time, monstrous demonic energy erupted.

"Ah!!"

"Who is it? Daring to come and provoke this King's majesty again—do you really think this King won't kill?"

An angry roar came from the palace below.

The Demon King's figure, accompanied by monstrous demonic energy, rushed out.

It was one thing to be provoked by a Truth-user before, but he didn't expect the other to run away in the end.

This made him extremely annoyed, feeling that his majesty as a Demon King had been provoked.

He didn't expect that only a few days had passed, and someone had come again.

Did they really think he, the Demon King, was easy to bully?

A Great Demon looked at the old principal's face, his pupils shrinking sharply, and he subconsciously shouted in worry, "Your, Your Highness, no!! The one coming is..."

"I don't care who it is!!"

The Demon King roared. "Today, no matter who comes, they will die at my hands!"

After speaking, the demonic energy around him gathered, turning into a monstrous demon god phantom, and then a pair of pupils filled with baleful energy looked in the direction of the old principal.

When he saw the old principal's aged face clearly, his pupils shrank, and he froze in place.

"You want to kill this old man?"

The old principal asked indifferently.

There was no movement.

Not even a trace of aura was emitted.

But the Demon King felt a terrifying pressure land on him, his whole body trembling subconsciously.

"Gulp..."

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the monstrous demon god phantom dissipated.

The Demon King even fell from the sky without hesitation, took a deep breath to suppress the fear in his heart, and asked, "I didn't expect Lord Lord Tiansha to arrive; I didn't know, I hope Lord Lord Tiansha will forgive me!"

While saying this, he cursed inwardly.

He didn't expect that the one who came was this terrifying old guy.

After all, he was the Acting Acting Dean of the Wuqu Academy.

How could his strength be simple?

He was also a terrifying existence who had left his name in countless worlds.

Even though he hadn't made many moves since becoming the principal of Wuqu Academy, how could an existence like him not know the terror of the old principal?

Not to mention that he was causing trouble on the old principal's turf.

As a Demon King, he knew that this seemingly plain and unremarkable old man had, in his youth, torn a deity apart with his bare hands.

That's right.

A deity!!

Even his father god had to be wary of the old guy in front of him.

He didn't dare to be the least bit presumptuous.

But he couldn't help but feel a little nervous and afraid.

Don't look at how strong he was.

But he knew that if the old principal in front of him wanted to kill him, it would truly be like crushing an ant.

"You aren't qualified to talk to this old man; let your father come." The old principal curled his lips and said.

Hearing this, the Demon King didn't hesitate, immediately nodded, and then raised his right hand and inserted it into his own heart without hesitation.

When he pulled it out again, a golden drop of blood radiating divinity was floating in his palm.

The blood rose into the sky, and suddenly a divine might permeated the air.

Then a huge eyeball appeared above this plain.

"What is it?"

It was as if a grand heavenly sound had arrived.

The Demon King knelt on one knee and said respectfully, "Father God, Lord Lord Tiansha wants to meet with you."

"Lord Tiansha?"

The pupil froze, and only then did it notice the old principal, who was plain and unremarkable without a single fluctuation; after a flash of deep wariness in its eyes, it sneered. "Old thing, you're still alive; it's a pity that the blow back then didn't kill you."

The old principal's expression was indifferent; he looked straight at the eyeball and said calmly, "You're only arrogant in the abyss; why don't you step out of the abyss and try saying that in front of this old man? See if this old man doesn't finish you off."

213: The deity's agreement.

These words made the demon god freeze for a moment.

But then it snorted coldly and said, "Speak, old thing, what do you intend to do by seeing me?"

The old principal smiled faintly. "Naturally, there is a matter."

As he spoke, the old principal raised his right hand and flipped it; as the power of laws surged, the ground split open like an opened book, revealing the huge palace underground and the treasure within the palace.

The demon god looked over without a word.

The old principal continued, "If you don't want this thing, just leave it to this old man."

"If you do want it, then let's have a contest."

"How to compete?"

"Abyssal demons and my academy students, competing for this treasure with blood and fire, how about it?" The old principal asked.

Although it was a question.

But looking at the law aura surging all over the old principal and the faint killing intent revealed.

A certain demon god far away in the abyss twitched the corners of its mouth.

Damn it.

Is this a question?

This is clearly a threat.

However...

It sneered. "Since you want your academy students to die, then come ahead."

"My subjects in the abyss, if nothing else, have many strong ones!!"

"Heh, talking big; when this old man was slaughtering demons back then, I didn't see any demons that could stop me." The old principal curled his lips in disdain.

The muscles on the Demon King's face twitched.

Not hearing his father god's voice of rebuttal, he couldn't help but feel helpless.

Was the demon race so powerless when facing the Talent-user world back then?

But it didn't matter.

Next, he would avenge the Talent-user world on behalf of his father god.

He thought this in his heart, cold killing intent flashing in his eyes.

The old principal naturally noticed, but didn't take it to heart; instead, he looked in a certain direction and said indifferently, "The two of us don't seem to be enough; let's add one more, what do you think?"

The demon god's pupil also looked in that direction and nodded slightly. "Can."

As the words fell.

Blue light appeared in the distance, covering the endless firmament.

A huge face that couldn't be seen to have any emotion appeared in the firmament, emitting a majestic aura.

Xia Xia Youwei and the Demon King shivered.

Another deity.

And this rich magic aura clearly showed it was a deity who had ascended as a mage.

"Can!"

"This time, my Wan Wan Xingta participates in the contest, but the reward cannot just be this one treasure; it's useful to you Talent-users, but to the mages of my Wan Wan Xingta, it has little effect." The deity in the sky said.

The old principal sneered. "Then what do you intend to use as a reward?"

"This, how about it?"

Along with the words, a substance appeared in the firmament, emitting a rich law aura.

Feeling this aura, the Demon King couldn't help but look up, a fiery look flashing in his eyes, and he recited its name: "Law substance!!"

"Not bad."